Truth or lie, the silence is revealing
|
An empty sky, a hidden mound of stone
|
But the CAT scan's eye sees what the heart's concealing
|
Now-a-days, when everything is known
|
|
Maybe love's an accident, or destiny is true
|
But you and I were born beneath a star of dazzling blue
|
Dazzling blue
|
|
Miles apart, though the miles can't measure distance
|
Worlds apart on a rainy afternoon
|
But the road gets dirty and it offers no resistance
|
So turn your amp up and play your lonesome tune
|
Maybe love's an accident, or destiny is true
|
But you and I were born beneath a star of dazzling blue
|
Dazzling blue
|
|
Dazzling blue, roses red, fine white linen
|
To make a marriage bed
|
And we'll build a wall that nothing can break through
|
And dream our dreams of dazzling blue
|
|
Sweet July, and we drove the Montauk Highway
|
And walked along the cliffs above the sea
|
And we wondered why, and imagined it was someday
|
And that is how the future came to be
|
|
Dazzling blue, roses red, fine white linen
|
To make a marriage bed
|
And we'll build a wall that nothing can break through
|
And dream our dreams of dazzling blue
|
|
-----------------
|
Dazzling Blue
|
Paul Simon |